I married him, and everyone said I was a stand-in.
His mother demanded I give up my place, the society wives laughed that I wasn't good enough, and he said it was just a transaction.
But they didn't know that I was the one who saved him fifteen years ago.
I was also the girl he had spent fifteen years searching for.
My classmate stole my story and played the role of his first love.
I smiled as I signed the agreement. In a year, we'd go our separate ways.
You drove me away, so why are you coming back to find me?
